Rob slams on the brakes shortly after exiting the highway. A car, facing us and in our turn lane, is sitting half on the road and half on the curb. Immediately, Rob turns on his flashers and calls for me to direct traffic behind us while he approaches the wrecked car to size up the situation. For the next 20 minutes or so, I stand in the spitting snow and freezing wind directing traffic until the police arrive and a friendly “neighbor” pull the car back on the road. We were minutes, if not seconds, away from potentially being involved in the accident.
It was the first day back in Chicago, and I am enthusiastically typing away on the computer to help Robert get caught up on things that had built up over Christmas break. Forgetting to save a document on a Mac computer isn’t a very good thing. For no reason at all the program quits, and because the automatic saving feature isn’t turned on, I loose well over an hour of work. It was an act of the will (and after a good pep talk from Robert) before I am able to rejoice in the Lord for all things. I now have a good testimony to give at the Mission tomorrow: destruction comes unexpectedly and salvation in Jesus Christ is as simple as “Command + S”.
I stand frozen in my tracks as a wary, nice sized doe crosses the forest path a few yards in front of me. The light, winter breeze complements the bubbling sounds coming from the steam in the valley below. Two more does and, finally, a hefty 8-point buck, make their way across the path. My camera, which a lens unfortunately too short to be of any use at the moment, is at my side. To be in this situation smack in the middle a huge city, is truly amazing; but thanks to the network of Forest Preserves in the Chicago suburbs, a circumstance like this is not as uncommon as you might think. When I followed God’s direction to come and work with IBLP, I surrendered all expectations to pursue my love for nature photography. Finding this out was an unexpected blessing.
What do these three stories have in common? For one thing, they are not all every-day occurrences (or, at least, not normally). But they have also proven to me the goodness of God and His complete ability to take care of the things I surrender to Him. God is in control. I surrendered my life to Christ and He has protected me and allowed me to live another day. I surrendered my right to get frustrated over a crashed computer, and God used that problem to creatively share the gospel with the lost. I surrendered my passion for photography, and God has unexpectedly opened doors to allow me to keep pursuing it. God, in His great goodness and sovereignty, takes good care of what you give Him.